Rebirth: The First Daughter and the Ruthless Concubine

After all, if someone hadn’t experienced something as unbelievable as rebirth, who would believe it?

She could only speak in silence: "What Aunt Su said is true. My second sister has always wanted to harm me, and last time at Lingyin Temple, she also drugged me and wanted to destroy my reputation, but she was

I noticed that I treated others with their own treatment, and she suffered a loss in the end. But even so, her resentment towards me became even deeper after this incident. If she continues to stay in the house,

It’s not good for me.”

Meng Junheng's brows furrowed even more tightly, "So, what the second sister framed you for is true and not a fiction made by Grandma Su?"

"Of course." Meng Wan nodded.

Meng Junheng's expression became complicated, and what was more profound was anger and shock. Unexpectedly, Meng Junyao actually had an idea for Wan'er.

"Brother, do you believe me?"

Seeing that he remained silent, Meng Wan asked cautiously.

Only then did Meng Junheng retract his thoughts and raised his eyes to Meng Wan, his eyes dull and long.

Meng Wan's heart became anxious again. She cared about her eldest brother, so she didn't want him to be alienated from her at all, let alone cause any trouble because of Meng Junyao.

After a long while, Meng Junheng came back to his senses. He reached out and brushed Meng Wan's long hair. He sighed almost imperceptibly: "How could I not believe you? I just didn't expect that I didn't know so much. If it weren't for you,

Difen, he might have been killed by now. But you, why didn't you tell me earlier, or tell my father."

He undoubtedly cherished Meng Wan, and these words were even more self-blameful. Meng Wan listened quietly, and her heart became warmer and warmer, "I didn't want to make the matter a big deal before, so I didn't say anything, but later I saw

She is getting more and more excessive, so I use tricks to lure her into submission."

Although they were half truths and half lies, they were also words from the bottom of his heart. Meng Junheng listened quietly and frowned even more.

Seeing this, Meng Wan reached out her hand and touched his frown with her slender fingertips. She traced it bit by bit and said in a soft voice: "Brother, stop frowning. The matter has passed. Now

She has been sent away by her father, and she will never have the chance to harm me again. As long as you don't think I'm cruel, I'll be satisfied."

Meng Junheng only felt that the unconcealed emotions were bursting out of his heart, almost swallowing him up. He stabilized his emotions and barely suppressed the throbbing in his heart. He chuckled: "How could it be? No matter what happens, I will do it."

I believe in you, even if everyone else doesn’t believe it.”

Meng Wan didn't hear the strange emotion in his words, or she did but didn't think about it in other directions. She just thought it was her brother's concern. She smiled and nodded, satisfied.

The brother and sister chatted for a while, and finally agreed to taste Yipinju's delicacies together another day, before Meng Junheng left.

Standing in front of the window, watching his back, Meng Wan was slightly lost in thought.

Now that Meng Junyao has been kicked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there should be no chance for her to cause trouble in the future. In this case, she should not make any more moves, otherwise if her elder brother finds out, he might blame her for being cruel.

What's more, what Meng Junyao is going through now is a torture even more unbearable than letting her die. After all, she is so arrogant and only wants to climb higher, but now she is reaping the consequences, so she is allowed to die.

Just fend for yourself.

Anyway, Meng Wan believes that God has eyes!

The next day, the sky was clear and clear.

Because Meng Junheng heard on the first day that there was a new chef in Yipinju who was very good at cooking, Meng Wan wanted to try it.

After all, in the past few days, I was busy dealing with Meng Junyao and Huangfu Qian, making calculations every day. Now, I finally had a moment of leisure, so I couldn't let it go to waste.

So early in the morning, I wrote a letter to the palace, then put on men's clothes and left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Although it was a cold day in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the sun was shining brightly. Sitting in front of the window, waiting for Meng Junheng, the shallow light cast a little warmth, and before I knew it, my mood improved.

He raised his chin with his bare hands and looked out the window with his pink neck exposed, looking at ease and at ease. At this moment, his attention was attracted by a quarrel outside.

"You stole my money!" The voice of an old man suddenly made Meng Wan frown. Someone stole money in broad daylight?